Stringers World: The Ordinary 'Me'

I'm culpable of extraordinary naiveté, I suppose.

But it's a naiveté that I really don't want to abandon,

not even now or ever.

But if at all I am to be acknowledged and cherished for anything,

I would like it to be for encouraging the agonists,

for knowing a little bit about their extraordinary courage;

and for wanting that extraordinary courage to be recognized.

My achievements made me be treated as extraordinary,

and now when being treated as an extraordinary,

I lost my right to think and behave as ordinary.

Nobody sees the obvious; nobody observes the ordinary within me.

Miracles are being expected from me but ;

I even lost the right of expectations.

Stringers World